That was true in general and doubly true for a beautiful woman like Aisling. “But my little potions make it better...and easier.”
The tea kettle decided to boil just then. I took over, going through the ritual of pouring into the cups that Aisling had removed from the cabinet and steeping the tea. I added a few drops from the flask I intended to give to Aisling. It didn’t take long.
“I like mine with honey,” she said.
“So do I.”
She supplied the honey. We sipped together. She knew exactly what was going on.
Or at least she thought that she did.
I was seducing her without any effort.
It was almost a shame how easy it was. It was a shame how she didn’t know what she was getting herself into.
“How long does it take to hit?” she asked after a few sips.
“Not long. You’ll see,” I told h
